You need to draw and make art or else all the images will stay in your head and you'll get sick
David Shrigley
Julien Baker, Loss Protocol
The amount of time that the Ancient Egyptian civilisation lasted is just so mind boggling. It lasted over 3000 years. That's such an insane amount of time. It ended around 30BC meaning that it will only be extinct for as long as it existed in around 950 years. Cleopatra lived closer to the invention of bitcoin than the building of the pyramids of Giza. They were already ancient to her. What the fuck
We have a records from the time of Ramses II of ancient Egyptians doing archeology on monuments that were already a thousand years old to them.
ancient egyptian archeologists. ancient egyptian archeologists. excuse me i have to go lay down and think about things
being a writer is so embarrassing sometimes like awww no my feelings got hurt guess i'll go make up 90,000 words about it. ugh
Who did that to you?
Jump scare alert 🚨
My new fic
Hi all,
So, I am trying to gather all the possible courage and post the Prologue of my Hockey fic. I still don't have many chapters, but I am hoping that posting it for the public will give me the push I need to write more.
So, Rowan is a Pro Hockey player in the THL (Terrasen Hockey League) and Aelin in an ex pro figure skater now working as instructor. Rowan has suffered a serious head injury in a game and has been off for a few months and is now dealing with his healing. Aelin plays tough girl but she is still dealing with the accident that destroyed her career.
A very small part of Rowan's injury and recovery is inspired by "Unsteady" by Peyton Corinne (which I recommend to everyone if you love hockey romance) and also just a smidge of Icebreaker.
Also, Rowan is a single dad to a lovely 5 years old tornado called Maya (yes, I know always the same but I love it.)
The title.... Check my heart.... a play on the concept of cross check. Not the greatest but I am bad at titles.
Anyway, I will leave you to it.
CW: mention of injuries, panic attacks
PROLOGUE
The ice rink was empty and quiet on a Saturday afternoon.
Rowan slowly walked the familiar path that took him from the changing rooms to the ice, the feeling of walking in skates still strange after two months off.
As he finally exited the tunnel, the coolness of the stadium hit his face as he sat down on the home team bench. His team’s bench. Hockey had been a huge part of his life. He had started playing as soon as he had learned to walk. His dad had been a great champion in the Wendlyn Hockey League, leading his team to many championships and countless other major victories. His dad, Alasdair Whitethorn, had been the hero for many kids. Under his guidance, Rowan had learned to skate, and to get better. He trained, he played, he breathed hockey. In high school people had started to call him his father’s heir. He signed up for uni and graduated in aeronautical engineering. Aircrafts being another passion of his. At uni he played in the team and made captain and in his final year the offers from pro teams started to rain.
fiction and fantasy are so fun because it's like. if i met this man in real life i would drop kick him off a cliff within three seconds of him opening his mouth. luckily for him he doesn't exist so we can all happily ignore those red flags and pretend we could fix him
Things fanfic is reputed for inserting into the source material:
- Sex
Things fanfic actually inserts into the source material:
- Sex
- Holding hands
- Bizarre misunderstandings
- Meticulous descriptions of food and clothing
- The author’s unaddressed traumas
- Found family
- Plausible explanations for existing plot holes
- Additional plot holes
- Exciting new frontiers in speculative physics, economics, chemistry, biology, zoology, psychology, theology, and/or ontology
- Tax evasion
- Gender
- Very bad puns
And so importantly, in prev tag:
#actual personality for character who was done dirty in canon
Guilty as blogged.
for me it’s the way Aelin could sneeze and Rowan would haul ass back from whatever battle he was in the middle of fighting to get her a tissue
Kidnapper: We have your kids.
Aelin: ...I don't have any kids?
Kidnapper: We have something. They call themselves the cadre.
Aelin: Oh, okay. Can you keep them for a bit? I haven't slept in, like, five months.
Kidnapper: Sure. Just pick them up by six. The blond one won't stop talking.
Fenrys, faintly in the background: I AM A FORCE OF NATURE! *crashing noises*
Aelin: I hate it when people scream
Rowan: that’s not what you said last night
Aedion: get the fuck out
being as i am an idiot, and having been one my whole life, i just wanna say that i find it very easy to do nothing, and go nowhere. i eat chocolate late at night in the dark. i stand in the garden also. and i’m often waiting for something to happen. and i’m stupid.
The Courtship Deception - Part 3: Curtain
Fic Masterlist
Written for @throneofglassmicrofics
Warnings: moderate alcohol intake
Words: 923
a girl gotta do what a girl gotta do LMFAO😭
“Prince Rowan.” IM SORRY WHAT
I’m completely obsessed w this au I cannot take itttttttt I just need to know what happens🙏
If You Fell Any Harder Masterlist
Summary: Thanatos must search for a wretched human causing trouble in the underworld. He loses something important to him.
I’m not really sure how much I want to write for this, as it is my first work, but I‘m looking forward to many chapters!
CW: language, death, eventual smut
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Chapter Two
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